Emma sat in excitement, waiting for the lesson to start. She had gotten there almost embarrassingly early in anticipation of the class she knew would be her favorite. She had, on her desk, her copy of Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, a small black inkpot with engravings she had carved herself, and her favorite white owl feather quill. She was currently sketching the flobberworm that was sitting in a cage on her teacher's desk, who was munching lettuce and not doing much of anything. Well, obviously, they had to start with a class X, which is the least harmful type of animal. Then, we can work all the way up to hippogriffs, but only after the teacher knows we're competent enough to handle boring creatures like a flobberworm. The flobberworm continued to be gross and slimy (and kind of cool) all at the same time, and Emma happily drew in her leather sketchbook with a beautiful dragon on the front cover. She was calm and serene until - CREEEEAK! - the classroom door opened again, startling Emma and making her look towards the door. A student stood there, book in hand. "Hi!" Emma chirped, then turned her attention back to the slimy flobberworm without another word.
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